Bite the Bullet || Polly Gray x reader oneshots

Anniversary Antics (!!!)

Ok so this is kind of an unofficial part 2 to Trench Coats and Lingerie. That's the part I had in mind when they're talking about 'distractions' so uhhhhh yeah. Enjoy horny mfers!

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A soft kiss is pressed to your cheek as you hunch over your desk.

"I'll see you at home, love." Polly squeezed your shoulders as she moved to leave your office. She paused in the doorway, staring intently at you, an eyebrow raised.

"What?" you ask, looking up at her. Then the thought dawned on you as her lips turned upwards into a grin. "...Oh..." You try to hide your smile as you duck your head back down to focus on your mounds of paperwork to sign. But she still stands there, grinning. "...I'll see you in a couple hours, Pol," you snicker.

"Mhm..." She purses her lips, a hint of amusement in her eyes as she turns and walks out the door.

You sigh, trying to get rid of whatever dirty thoughts swam through your head. As you continue to work, looking over every paper carefully, analyzing the lines, looking for foul-ups, the clock behind you is ticking. And ticking. And ticking. It seems to grow louder as each second passes. When you look behind you for the fifth time that night, the clock still only reads seven o'clock. You groan, letting your head fall on your desk, the only sound being the distant ringing of the phone.

"Maybe," a tired voice sounds in the doorway a few minutes later, "you would've had them done sooner if you didn't dilly dally yesterday."

You lift your head to meet the eyes of Tommy. "I would've had them done, but I was...distracted..."

Thomas's lips form a line as he clears his throat. "Ah, yes...didn't know we were all supposed to hear you being 'distracted'..."

"Fuck off, Tom," you groan. "Don't act like we haven't caught you and Lizzie a couple times. At this rate, Ruby and Charles will end up with another sibling."

"Anyway," he continues, "you'll be here for a little longer." He drops a relatively small stack of paperwork once again beside you. "I want these on my desk by the time I leave."

"Thomas!" You release a long suffering sigh. "It's mine and Pol's anniversary tonight! It's bad enough you made us work today!"

"Hey!" he snaps. "I want the papers on my desk by the time I leave tonight, got it?"

Your nostrils flare and your jaw clenches, your fists balling up as you take a seat. "Yeah," you spit, taking your pen and harshly dipping it in the inkwell. "Got it."

"Good," he responds, taking a cigarette from its case and turning out of the room.

You slump over, glancing back at the clock. Five minutes had passed. You sigh, your hands running through your hair. You were in for one hell of a night.

An hour had passed and you had only a few pages left. You smile to yourself as you think of Polly and what could possibly be waiting for you when you get home. Even if it was just simply laying in bed together, saying nothing as you enjoy each other's company, that would be plenty.

As you finish the last couple of pages, you sigh, the work finally over. You scratch just above your eyebrow as you take the last documents and toss them on Tommy's desk.

"Thank you!" he calls after you, receiving to answer.

Quickly, you wrap a scarf around your neck, bundling up in a coat Polly let you borrow. You hurry out of the building, not bothering to pin your hat in place and instead holding it to your head with your hand. You hurry into the car, wanting more than anything to get home to Polly.